The three skyscrapers were walking lightly and lightly, without any delay. The fairy figure was ethereal, and the fragrance was not over yet, leaving only Duke alone in the camp.

Wen Zhong coughed lightly and grabbed Duke's sleeve: "Fellow Daoist Du, although the graceful lady is good, some people are destined to be destined to be destined and cannot be forced."

This is very well-informed and gives Duke enough face. If it were Zhao Gongming, it would be like a toad who wants to eat swan meat, so don’t dream!

Duke's face turned black. Unexpectedly, Wen Zhong, you guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is actually a dirty-minded person. Don't talk to me, as I am ashamed and purified.

Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao left, and there were eleven golden immortals in the Ansect, and they were at the top of the numbers and had many magic weapons. Wen Zhong was depressed and was about to seek some fellow Taoists for help, but Duke stopped him.

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to meet the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect alone again?" Wen Zhong was very distressed and advised with kind words: "The golden Immortals all have profound magical powers and have magic weapons given by Yuanshi Tianzun. Unlike the Huanglong Zhenren, they cannot be underestimated."

"The Grand Master misunderstood!" Duke smiled and shook his head: "What I mean is that there is a friend Shen who is eager to be righteous, and the Grand Master is waiting for the cannon... Cough cough, just wait for fellow Taoists from all directions to come to help."

Wen Zhong also felt that this is the reason. It’s great to have fellow Taoist Shen!

At this time, a soldier outside the camp gate entered the tent and said in a hurry: "Report to the Grand Master, Yang Jian, the captive of Xiqi on the flagpole of the camp gate, disappeared. We searched left and right but couldn't find him. I must have fled back to Xiqi City."

Wen Zhong looked angry: "Yang Jian, a child, has escaped many times and fled again and again. I will definitely not give up next time."

Duke smiled faintly: "Why should the Grand Master be angry about this trivial matter? He is so angry that he can't escape."

Wen Zhong had no choice but to: "That's true for fellow Taoist. Why didn't I let Yang Jian's soul be imprisoned? Otherwise, it wouldn't be his turn to be so presumptuous."

"There is no other game in the army to make fun of time. It is quite interesting to use Yang Jian to play time. Don't the Grand Master think so?"

Wen Zhong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Fellow Taoist, don't tease me. You must have another meaning. Could it be that Yang Jian has any other words?"

Duke's face turned up: "Taoshi, I didn't want to point it out at first, but since you asked, I had to say it out."

Wen Zhong bowed: "I wish to hear the details."

The soldiers next to him also listened to what Yang Jian came from, which made Duke leave it alone many times.

Duke pointed at Wen Zhong: "I don't want to make things difficult for Yang Jian, because it's because of the Grand Master, otherwise he would have been skinned."

Wen Zhong was stunned when he heard this: "What!?"

"Taoshi, if you don't say secret words, you have three eyes, and Yang Jian has three eyes. Between you... this... that... you say right?"

Soldier: "..."

Wen Zhong twitched his face: "Fellow Daoist doesn't want to say it, so why do you spend time with me?"

Duke was shocked and said in surprise: "How dare I pass on the Grand Master... Could it be that I guessed wrongly that Grand Master has nothing to do with Yang Jian?"

Wen Zhong waved his sleeves and refused to pay attention to Duke: "Fellow Daoist, don't make a fuss. I will capture Yang Jian next time. Remember to seal his mud balls and don't leave the soul."

"I understand. Since the Grand Master said that, I will be more ruthless. But there is no need to wait until next time, now..." Duke raised his brow and said, taking out the gold brick, stepping forward, slapped the soldiers head.

With a bang, the soldiers' eyes were crooked and their mouths were slanted. They fell to the ground and thrust, and finally turned into Yang Jian's appearance.

"The outsider tent hung Yang Jian on the flagpole."

Wen Zhong: "Fellow Daoist, you haven't sealed the Niwan yet!"

Duke knocked the golden bricks: "Tai Shi, it's really not to be hiding it. Yang Jian, in Xiqi City, just clapped his soul and sealed it. I will have no fun in the future."

Wen Zhong: "..."

...

In Xiqi, after 6 pressures, he never returned. When Jiang Ziya was revealed, he was almost out of reach. The members of the Anhui Sect helped him back to the hall, and they were calm. Before coming, Yuanshi Tianzun said that Jiang Ziya's response to disasters is the basic operation, and there is no need to worry about fear.

The red sperm took out the gourd, poured out a golden elixir, and stuffed it into Jiang Ziya's mouth. The golden elixir was effective when he touched his painful forehead and woke up.

"It hurts so much!"

Everyone sat around the hall, without Lan Deng taking charge of the overall situation, and the burden fell on Guangchengzi's shoulders. He thought that there was no master in the Shang Dynasty, so he should take this opportunity to wipe out Wen Zhong's army in one fell swoop. No matter how bad it is, he would have to save the people on the flagpole. Otherwise, it would take a lot of effort to wait for Wen Zhong to find strong support.

The Golden Immortals of the Anarchy Sect all believed that Guangchengzi's words were reasonable. This time they went down the mountain and sent many people to the List of Gods. They should quickly stay away from the great disasters of the world, fearing that they would change if they were too late.

Everyone had decided, and the next day Jiang Ziya led the army out of the city to challenge the battle. Eleven golden immortals lined up in a row, and for a moment, golden glow rose all over the sky.

Wen Zhong looked at the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect outside the gate and paced back and forth in the big tent, with a sad look on his face: "Fellow Daoist Shen's reinforcements have not arrived yet, what should we do?"

Deng Zhong of the Four Heavenly Lords of Huanghua Mountain: "Taishou, Fellow Daoist Du has left the gate."

"No, I have repeatedly told fellow Taoist Du to keep calm. He still couldn't help it. Come with me quickly and must save him, otherwise it will be too late." Wen Zhong was shocked and took two disciples and Shi Tianjun to rush out of the camp.

Outside the gate of the Shang Dynasty, the Xiqi army was in line, with flags waving, murderous aura soaring into the sky, and countless weapons reflected silver light, with a fierce momentum.

Duke didn't ride the Garulu beast, but walked over with a long spear. A few days ago, he saw Zhao Gongming fighting with the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect. Garulu was here to deliver the dishes.

When Guangchengzi saw Duke alone, a trace of contempt flashed across his eyebrows: "You Taoist, did you capture Junior Brother Huanglong and hang him on the formation flag?"

Duke stroked the spear with his backhand and inserted it on the ground: "It's me, does fellow Taoist Guangchengzi want to avenge his junior brother?"

"A man from the mountains and fields has no name or surname, and is worthy of me?" Guang Chengzi sarcastically said. He was the immortal who attacked the golden bell in Yuxu Palace. His identity is so noble. How can Duke, a casual cultivator who has never heard of him?

Duke shook his head: "The word "fame" harms people a lot, and saints are inevitably a vulgar person."

Guangchengzi was so angry that his face remained unchanged: "The Taoist of Shanye, let Wen Zhong come out to answer, otherwise you would definitely die. It seems that you are not a person with deep blessings. I am afraid that if you die, you will not even be able to go to the Venerable God Platform. I think that it is not easy for you to practice, so I will retreat!"

Duke wrapped his hands in front of his chest and glanced at Guangchengzi indifferently: "It's really not easy to practice, so you can leave quickly. If you change to Yuanshi Tianzun, you can save me a lot of time."

After hearing Duke's crazy words, the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect showed anger, and Guang Chengzi even angrily said: "You dare to call the name of a saint, you really don't know how to live or die."

After saying that, he sacrificed the magic weapon Soul-falling Bell, and swayed gently at Duke. The ding-dong bell sounded, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye brushed towards Duke. The sound waves passed through his body, shaking the ground three times.

Out of Guangchengzi's expectations, he thought Duke would be imprisoned under the Soul-falling Bell, but he didn't expect Duke's eyes to move. His eyes looked at him like he looked at the jumping clown again.

"It's outrageous! I'm so angry!"

Guangchengzi followed Yuanshi Tianzun and did not learn one-tenth of the magical powers of Taoism, but learned ten percent of the problem of cherishing face. He lost face in front of all the classmates, and immediately Qingyun appeared on his head, with a square seal and a pair of murderous swords floating up and down in Qingyun.

Fantian Seal! Male and female sword!

Guangchengzi threw out the male and female swords, and the two swords intertwined in mid-air, and a golden light suddenly came out. The soldiers of Xiqi covered their faces with their hands, and the war horses jumped up in frightened. Jiang Ziya had no choice but to order the army to revive its formation.

Duke was so shaken by the golden light that he closed his eyes. As soon as he closed his eyes, Guang Chengzi pinched the sword technique, and rushed to the left and right, cutting Duke's waist position hard.

Ding! Ding!

Two crisp sounds, the male and female swords returned without success, and the Jinxian of the Chan Sect showed surprise. Guangchengzi's male and female swords had nothing to praise except for the light effect. Only this sharpness is rare in the world. Even if it is the indestructible body of the Vajra, it should be split into two by the two swords.

Only then did Guangchengzi put away his contempt and held his breath and said, "A good demonic path, he has no reputation, but he has this magical power, but what magic weapon does he have to protect himself?"

Duke opened his eyes and looked confused: "What's wrong? What's the matter? The attack is over?"

“…”

Guangchengzi's face suddenly turned red, and his beard was windless. He took out the most powerful magic weapon, the Fantian Seal, and turned it into the size of a hill, and smashed it down at Duke.

With a rumbling sound, people outside the Shang Dynasty were rushing over, but Duke did not move for a moment.

At this moment, Master Wen happened to arrive. Seeing Duke not moving under the Fantian Seal, he couldn't help but feel surprised. He still underestimated Duke.

The eleven golden immortals were full of incredible ideas, and Guangchengzi was also dumbfounded. He even used the most powerful Fantian Seal, but he didn't even shake Duke.

Guang Chengzi's face changed. Those who have such great supernatural powers would definitely not be mediocre people. He immediately said, "Who is this Taoist, you, why are you pretending to be an unknown person and playing with us?"

Duke just pretended that he didn't hear it and shook his neck: "Yes, I cured my cervical spondylosis for many years with just one blow. Next time I hit my waist, I'm not as good as before when I drove recently!"

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